Requiem for a sleepy God
When the fog of anguish blocks sensory contact of your feet with the floor of your bedroom, or the hallway leading out of your condo, or the snow covered sidewa...
When the fog of anguish blocks sensory contact of your feet with the floor of your bedroom, or the hallway leading out of your condo, or the snow covered sidewa...
I watch, with millions, the spinning symmetry, the aerial magic, the split-second speed of the super-bodies—and I see the pain around the eyes from a flood of l...
On this Ash Wednesday I meet no eyes on my walk to work. All cast down. All otherwise gone. Where? Into the not-yet-day-to-be? Busily neutral? Or gone south? Aw...
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